"Old man, whose phone number?"

"Zhang Kang."

Hua Ling's heart skipped a beat, "Can it be the second senior brother..."

"Ling'er, it's okay." Ming Li patted Hua Ling's back of her hand and pressed the answer button.

As they guessed, the old foreigners were almost out of reach.

I just sent Chen Yulou away three months ago, but now I am going to send away the old foreigner again?

In fact, as early as three months old, Mingli had already seen that the old foreigners had no time left.

Unexpectedly, this one will arrive so soon.

"Second Brother, hey..."

"Ling'er, let's go to Xizhou to see the old foreigners."

He took out his cell phone, called his great-sun Mingyuanfeng, and then took four bronze carriages with Hua Ling to Renxintang to pick up his great-sun and headed straight for Xizhou.

Ten minutes later, the three of them rushed to the old foreigner's house and saw the old foreigner lying on the bed.

When I was sent to Chen Yulou three months ago, the old foreigner looked in good spirits, but the old foreigner at this moment was completely different from the time.

"Second Brother!"

"Ahem... Hua Ling, why are you crying? Don't cry."

"Second Brother, you...I..."

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, how old are you? Why are you crying like you did when you were a child?"

"Second Brother, how do you feel?"

"I feel that the King of Hell is coming soon." The old foreigner smiled and said, "Junior sister, to be honest, in order to find the Lu Chenzhu to lift the curse of the red spot, one ancestor after another died under the curse of the red spot. I never thought that I would have such a day."

"yes."

When talking about what happened back then, the old foreigners and Hua Inspiration were filled with emotion.

The Zaglama tribe searched for the Lu Chenzhu, and only three of them died were their senior brothers and sisters.

In fact, the three of them, brothers and sisters did not have much fantasy about finding the Hu Chenzhu. They thought they would die on the way to find the Hu Chenzhu like their ancestors.

Later I met Ming Li.

Hua Ling has never forgotten the scene when she first wanted to meet Ming Li in Pingshan. She thought he was a frivolous pervert and not a good person, so she had a very bad attitude towards him.

It was precisely because of Ming Li that the fate of their three brothers and sisters changed and the fate of the Zaglama tribe.

"By the way, junior sister, where is Master Ming?"

“It’s in the yard.”

"As I die, I have to say thank you to Master Ming."

"Senior brother, please lie down, I'll call him in."

Hua Ling went to the yard and called Ming Li in.

On his dying day, Ming Li knew that the old foreigner and Hua Ling and his brothers must have a lot to say, so he retreated from the room.

"Ling'er, what's wrong?"

"Senior brother wants to chat with you."

"Old foreign brothers, are there anything you can't worry about? Just say that I will never refuse what I can do."

"Mr. Ming, I have arranged my funeral. I have lived for so many years and experienced so many things in my life. I have witnessed the changes of the times. I have lived a very worthwhile life. I mainly want to say thank you to Ming.

"Old foreign brother, what are you doing? We are all a family. Thank you for saying anything."

"No, Master Ming, I must say thank you. If it weren't for you, my old foreigner would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago. You are the greatest benefactor of my old foreigner in my life."

"I said, you old guy, why are you becoming more and more pretentious as you get older? What kind of benefactors don't benefactors? You are Ling'er's senior brother, that is, my senior brother. We are all relatives. It is appropriate for relatives to help and support each other. If you have to say thank you for your kindness, you should stop saying this. I don't like to listen to this."

"Hehe..., let's not talk about it." The old foreigner grinned, smiling like a child.

Although Mingli doesn't care, he can't be ungrateful to the old foreigners.

There is no chance to repay Mingli’s great kindness in this life, so I can only repay him as a cow and a horse in the next life.

"Okay, okay, rest for you."

After talking for a while, the old foreigner's mental state became worse and worse.

Let the old foreigner lie down and rest, Ming Li and Hua Ling came to the yard.

Two old white-haired men were sitting in the yard with crutches. The two were Chen Huairui, who was over 90 years old and Zhang Tao, the son of an old foreigner.

The old foreigner's daughter Zhang Zhu is old and in poor health, and her son-in-law also died last year.

However, the old foreigners' grandchildren and great-grandchildren are here.

Seeing Mingli and Hua Ling come out, Chen Huairui asked, "Fourth uncle, old foreign uncle, he is?"

Zhang Tao asked, "Sister-in-law, my father is leaving us?"

"Have you notified the third brother and the others?"

“It has been notified.”

"That's good, I should be able to see it."

The old foreigners are really not able to do it, and they are about to run out of energy. If Partridge Whistle, Zhang Qishan, Mute Zhang, Zhang Rishan, Heixiazi can come here within four hours, they will be able to meet the old foreigners for the last time.

If you can't catch up within four hours, you won't be able to see the last time.

Partridge Whistle, Zhang Qishan, and Zhang Rishan are in Tanzhou. If you don’t delay, you will be fine to come here within an hour.

Heixiazi rushed over from Wuku Temple, probably even able to meet the old foreigner for the last time.

The mute Zhang, who is far away in Uszang, must be unable to catch up. It takes three hours and ten minutes to fly from Uszang to Tanzhou, and then it takes nearly an hour to get from Tanzhou to Xizhou.

An hour and a half later, a large group of people including Partridge Whistle, Zhang Qishan, Zhang Rishan and others rushed to the home of the old foreigner.

"Fourth brother, Hua Ling."

"My Lord Ming, Dr. Hua."

"San brother, Master Fo, Brother Rishan, you are here."

"How about the old foreigner?"

"There's not much time left, go and see the old foreign brothers."

"good."

Partridge Whistle, Zhang Qishan, Zhang Rishan and others went to the old foreigner's room.

About two hours later, Hei Xiaozi rushed over and saw the old foreigner for the last time.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Cai, a mute man far away from Uszang, rushed over. At this time, the old foreigner's clothes were all put on and put into an ice coffin. The rituals were all here and were busy organizing the funeral of the old foreigner, and the drums and drums had already started to be beaten.

"Why……."

Looking at the old foreigner lying in the ice coffin, the mute sighed.

He was on the fastest flight from Uszang to Tanzhou. Ming Yuanfeng drove four bronze sharks to Tanzhou Airport in advance to pick him up and rushed to Xizhou as fast as possible. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't meet the old foreigner for the last time.

When I was sending Chen Yulou three months ago, I was fine, but I didn’t expect that three months later, the old foreigner left again.

"Brother Zhang, come here to have tea." Ming Li waved to Mute Zhang.
Chapter completed!